Incompatible Interspecies Wives

90 – Halo (1)

We rode our horses into a space where countless mercenaries were gathered.

The smell of violence wafted through.

“…The smell of blood.”

Ner whispered, covering his nose lightly.

At the same time, he continues to send worried eyes toward me.

I am worried about fighting.

I smiled for a while, but didn’t promise anything.

As they rode their horses closer to the crowd, the members began to harden their expressions.

A battle of nerves was about to begin.

He even held his breath and set the angle with an upright expression.

A sharp sensation as if you were entering a battlefield stands at your fingertips.

Adam hyung gets serious as well.

There hasn’t been a big change since he is a person who shines so much no matter where he is placed.

He met the eyes of many men looking up at him as he rode in the front.

I even rolled my eyes at Adam hyung’s atmosphere.

The crowd of mercenaries also muted as we got closer.

Cheers and laughter, screams and shouts subside.

The countless crowds diverge, and a path is created for us to walk.

Adam drove his horse into the space neither in a hurry nor slowly.

I saw three figures at the end of the road.

They were probably the leaders of the other three mercenaries gathered this time.

My older brother is in front.

I’m behind him.

Ner and Arwin are behind me.

We rode our horses in a silent fight.

I also looked down at the countless mercenaries looking up at us like brother Adam.

Some avoided eye contact, while others made direct eye contact.

I clearly felt that the interest towards me increased more than before.

It cannot be said that there is no provocative gaze.

I didn’t want to start a childish fight.

But the ones that get the most attention are, of course, my wives.

Endless gazes pour down on Ner and Arwin.

The only nobles that exist here.

The family also has a long history, Blackwood and Celebrien.

There are two people by our side that we cannot carelessly face.

I saw mercenaries whispering something to their comrades while looking at them.

I looked at Arwin.

It wasn’t that his expression wasn’t without fear, but he still maintained his expression well.

At times like this, her icy expression seemed to help.

As much as he said he wanted to travel the world in the first place, he seemed to have some courage.

The problem was Ner.

“…Sigh.”

The tail is curled, the reins are tight.

Her hand holding the reins trembled.

“…”

As if he could hear the whispers of the mercenaries, he continued to cower.

I was worried. That you’re already so scared.

Every time she stood in front of a large crowd, she seemed to do this.

Someone hasn’t even started a fight yet, but it seems my heart is already broken.

I have seen it many times already.

And the closer I got to her, the more I felt sorry for her.

She can’t help it either.

Even if she wants to hide, her white tail reveals her true identity.

Everyone had no choice but to know who she was and what kind of past she had.

Ordinary mercenaries don’t know what’s going on inside her… There must have been many among her people who knew about her scars.

Then rumors would spread quickly.

‘…White tail.’

The whispers in the crowd echoed to me.

Ner shrank her body again.

But there was nothing I could do in this place, so I looked ahead.

Soon after, we reach the center of the meeting place.

Adam and I got off the horse.

Hyung didn’t flinch at all and walked towards the group of captains with a dignified appearance.

Behind the captains, there were sub-captains standing one by one.

Adam’s brother greeted them.

“…Long time no see, everyone.”

The first one to react was Kan, the leader of the Order of Dragons.

I heard that he is the third son of a fallen Yongin aristocratic family.

He came closer to his brother with a quick glance at his half-cut off horn.

“Welcome, Adam.”

Next is Aracredan’s leader, Shifre. Dragon race and race half.

Unusually, he was a brigade commander. She was too thin to wield a sword.

She wasn’t the type to go to the battlefield like Adam.

They were the type to command and direct everything behind the scenes.

She nodded her head to Adam.

“…Welcome, Adam. And…”

Then he looks straight at me and makes a hard expression.

“…”

Then, as if angry, he turned his head away.

I could roughly guess the reason.

Lastly, the leader of the Moon Deer, Icahn.

Werewolves. Ner and his cousins. With a face full of scars, he only looked at us.

It had a tail as dark gray as the Blackwood family.

“You all had a hard time getting together. Forgive me for being late.”

While Adam continued to talk with them, I passed the sub-captains behind the captains.

I feel it again now, but the atmosphere towards me has definitely changed.

The fact that he had two aristocratic wives, and the fact that he no longer hid from Blackwood was probably the cause.

Until now, they seemed to judge me as an opponent who didn’t even need to check me, but now it’s quite different.

I looked at them and averted my eyes with a sigh.

It’s annoying to start fighting already.

…There were times when Ner’s words got in the way.

I wouldn’t avoid a fight that would come, but I didn’t want to go out and find a fight.

“…Then, I’ll set up camp for a while and come back. Would it be okay?”

Adam hyung, who was continuing the conversation, demanded.

The words were polite, but there was spirit in them.

No one threw up.

Soon, brother Adam finishes his seat and turns around.

I also followed my brother to my horse.

Ner and Arwin meet eyes.

Looking at them, the negative emotions I felt just melted away like snow.

“Let’s go.”

Adam told us.

Then, Adam and I climbed back on the horse and led the Red Flame Troupe in search of a place to settle down.

****

The mercenaries were divided into North, South, East and West around the meeting place.

As the evening progressed, meal preparations were in full swing among the mercenaries.

At the same time, fighting takes place here and there.

It was still light. Snowball fights, giggling as if laughing at each other, sudden swearing.

The fights were familiar.

Baran was also saving face on behalf of me before I knew it.

I was sitting on the border of our camp, looking at the moon deer troupe right next to us.

The Moon Deer Team wasn’t a mercenary corps composed of one race like us, but… I’m sure it’s because the leader is a werewolf.

There were many werewolf mercenaries wagging their tails and looking at Baran with sharp eyes.

Their nature, which regards battle and honor as sacred, seemed to itch.

By Baran’s side were Sean, Jackson, and other mercenaries from the Red Flames.

He was accepting constant snowball fights and indirect provocations.

He keeps his seat, as if asking someone to come over.

Originally, vice-captains often do things like that.

Because the leader lacks prestige to directly intervene in the fight.

So, in fact, it would be more correct for me to stay that way… I stayed one step behind this time too.

Some of these things are familiar… Up until now, Adam-hyung told me to kill his personality and live, so there were things like this.

Even before the Blackwood Expedition, there were things I wanted to be quiet about.

“…”

But since I’ve been famous lately, maybe it’s right for me to do that. My brother also said that he didn’t have to put up with it anymore.

If it wasn’t for Ner’s words, I would have been sitting in Baran’s seat.

“…Ha ha.”

Ner, who had half-hidden behind him, looked at his people from afar.

While holding onto the hem of my clothes, I was at a loss as to what I was thinking.

It seemed awkward to face the tough fellows.

“Whitetail!”

Someone on the other side shouted for a moment.

The sound of giggling began to echo.

I couldn’t pinpoint who the mercenary screamed.

It was one of those provocations that just had to be brushed aside.

“…”

Ner lowered his head at those words and hid behind me.

Even with her light words, she struggled.

“…It’s okay, Ner.”

I whispered.

But she held my hem tighter.

“…”

In fact, everyone has weaknesses.

I don’t have that kind of weakness either.

Ner’s weakness was her tail.

It hurts even if I touch it lightly.

I sighed and looked in the direction of the Moon Deer.

The culprit was never found.

I scratched the scar on my face and said to Nere.

“…Ner?”

“…Yes.”

“I told you, but you are pretty in my eyes.”

“…”

Ner gave her a bitter smile at those words and nodded her head.

“Thank you.”

The words themselves were appreciated, but as if they were not enough to heal the deep wounds.

I looked at it and fell into deep thought again.

****

“Vice-captain Turo!”

Turo, the vice-captain of Aracredan, let out a sigh as he left Brigadier Shifre’s tent.

Other executives approach and ask.

“…The captain…?”

Turo clicked his tongue.

Then she shook her head.

“…He is angry.”

The executives sighed at those words.

She was a chipre, a mixture of human and dragon blood, but she was born with her dragon race’s unique fiery temper.

And when she got angry, it was the nearby executives who had to deal with the anger, so the news that Turo brought was hopeless.

An executive let out a long sigh and muttered.

“…What do you like about that human?”

-Pak!

Turo hit the executive hard on the back of the head.

“Shut up.”

“Ugh!”

“…Listen, Captain.”

The executive seemed taken aback by the unexpected blow, but he couldn’t express his dissatisfaction.

It wasn’t just because Turo was the vice-captain.

Befitting a Minotaur, his huge size and ability to wield that power also played a role.

To the extent that Brigadier Chiffre did not go to the battlefield, Turo had to be that much stronger.

Speaking of Arakre Dan’s form, no one would know about him.

“…Sorry, vice-captain Touro.”

In the end, the executive admitted his mistake first.

Turo moved on without even accepting the apology in a grunting mood.

I walked in the direction where the campsite of the Crimson Troops was set up.

The executives followed him.

Turo’s snort came out on his own.

The conversations he had with Chipre, the leader, did not leave Turo’s head.

Chiffre, the vice-captain of the Red Flames, was full of irritation towards Berg, the human race.

How could he marry two people and show up after rejecting himself like that? Pretending to be clean, but then it’s dirty. Like wanting to subjugate Berg.

Unrequited love for Berg, and at the same time, jealousy for the rising momentum of the Red Flame Team was revealed.

Touro didn’t really care who Chipre loved.

But Berg’s influence was clearly irritating.

The human race, who had been quietly hiding behind Captain Adam, suddenly becomes the center of controversy, so it’s impossible not to be upset.

I’ve been watching Berg for a long time thanks to Chipre, so I didn’t know it was more like that.

The appearance of the Human Berg, whom he occasionally encounters, was not impressive at all to Turro.

He was expressionless even at light provocations, and he never participated in a spirit fight with his members.

I have never stepped out like a man.

“…”

Turo was not one to be fooled by the wrapping paper.

Looking expressionless or indifferent, it must have been a mask to hide his incompetence.

He was a man who accidentally rose to that position after being buried by a talented man named Adam.

It is said that he married a nobleman one day.

Since then, rumors have started to spread that the subjugation record is close to 200, and that he has tremendous skills.

Turo laughed at the news.

As he became the husband of an aristocrat, he suddenly began to manage his reputation.

That lie couldn’t have seemed so ironic.

Does it make sense that the subjugation record is close to 200?

That coward.

Turo, on the other hand, has built up all his reputation with skill.

I passed the line and slowly raised my name one by one.

But Bergra didn’t look nice when I saw a human who took all of that with a moment’s lie.

Sufficient justifications have been accumulated.

The leader, Chiffre, didn’t like him…Now.

Even the vice-captain didn’t like him.

Who should I fight with?

It was decided who to press to take this meeting more advantageously.

As we walked in the direction of the Red Flame Team’s camp, Turo quickly found our enemy.

With his two wives standing behind him, he is observing the members of the team fighting with the moon deer in the center of Ayoungji.

Berg stays behind like a coward again.

It seemed rather right for an executive named Baran, who was fighting Aracredan head-on, to become the vice-captain.

Turo went to where Berg could be seen and shouted.

“Vice-captain Berg!”

Everyone’s attention is drawn to that loud voice.

Moon Deer Dando, Red Flame Dando, Aracre Dando, the mercenary group of Touro.

Turo was not an idiot either.

He wasn’t reckless enough to suddenly fight the vice-captain of another mercenary here.

But it wasn’t difficult if it was a simple provocation.

“How about Dalian?”

Turo asked lightly.

Arakredan’s executives next to Touro smiled at Touro’s light provocation.

Berg looked at Turo for a long time with his expressionless expression.

But Turo knew what kind of answer Berg would give.

It already had a long history.

Berg looked at Turo for a long time… At the white-tailed blackwood aristocrat behind him.

“…”

Then, sure enough, he silently turned and left the place.

Turo smiled as he saw Berg not responding to the provocation again.

“…Then it is.”

As soon as Berg left, the officers laughed loudly and further provoked the Red Flames.

Turo, scratching a cool spot, turns around and tells the officers.

“The target this time is the red yeomdan.”

Everyone nodded at that.

“Especially the berg…”

Turo thought for a while about how he could insult Berg more, then said.

“…No, tell the kids to insult those wives.”

He decides to humiliate his wife by staying still even after hearing her insults.

An executive asked concerned about that statement.

“…The nobles, are they okay?”

“What if it doesn’t work? It’s not like Blackwood or Celebrien are coming running.”

Turo said as he untied his neck.

“… Let’s crush our pride.”